I went for my yearly exam at my OB/GYN this week. In addition to the usual humiliations that one normally endures during a GYN visit, I intended to have the doctor drain a so-called cyst in my right breast. A pap smear and a giant needle stuck in my boob all in one wonderful day. What could be more fun?
A little backstory:
At my previous visit with my doctor, I had pointed out a lump that I had found in my breast. He told me that it was Fibrocystic Breast Disease and that I had nothing to worry about. He said that if the cyst grew, that would mean that it was filling up with fluid, which he could easily drain in the office. Because of this benign diagnoses, I didn’t feel a sense of urgency as the lump grew in my breast between appointments. It wasn’t until I developed a constant, dry, hacking cough that I began to worry…or should I say, my husband began to worry.
My cough was so bad that I could barely talk on the telephone. I thought that my cough was allergy / asthma induced, so I made an appointment with my doctor a few months early to take care of the cyst in my breast and to get an inhaler for my cough.
During my exam, I reclined on the table and lifted my arm over my head as the doctor requested. I knew something was wrong by the look on his face. He led me to another room where he had an ultra-sound machine set up for pelvic exams. He then reached for a prescription pad and ordered me to get a mammogram at a nearby radiologist’s office. I was shocked by how easy it was for him to do that. If all he had to do was write my name at the top of a pre-printed prescription pad, why hadn’t he done that the year before?
You see, the year before, like many young women, I was not offered a mammogram, ultrasound, biopsy- nothing. This was a terrible mistake on the part of my doctor, but again, all too common in younger women.
Check out this article. It explains that misdiagnosis or delayed diagnosis of breast cancer is the most common medical malpractice suit. Now, before I get any hate mail: I am not condoning or condemning the suing of doctors. I love doctors. I am simply posting this for everyone’s best interest. I would hope any doctor reading this would download the article, read it, and pass it on to a colleague. It could save a life. Take all lumps seriously doctors; follow them closely or stick a needle in it! Please! (and thank you)

I wasn’t disappointed. Her hands were warm. The technician guided me into the room and was very sweet and talkative. I didn’t catch her name, which is a shame since I like to be able to recall the names of all the people who grope me. Grope me? More like mauled me. She and that dreadful machine.
He made me give a play-by-play of my appointment over and over. If I left something out, he would detect it like an attorney with a lying witness on the stand. He would then ask me to “think about it carefully” and repeat the same question again. Finally, realizing there was nothing he could do at this point, he provided me a list of questions to ask the doctor when I returned for the biopsy. I could almost see him going out of his mind.
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